BB came and got me to let me know that his table was angry about his over cooked steak. He ordered MR and got it W.
MR = Medium Rare
W = Well Done
FOR THOSE OF YOU WHO DON'T SPEAK RESTAURANT
I got to the table and the Ribeye that was sitting on the table was cooked well done.
I started the LAST method with the man at the table...and he smirked a smile and nodded his head...I could not tell if he was just an ASSHOLE or if he was wasted and didn't want the last 4th of the steak that was left.
He just kept repeating...I couldn't do it.
I brushed him off...comp'd the steak...
but the strangest thing...the steak I had to comp was a SIRLOIN...I just apologized over a Ribeye.
Hmmmmmm...does BB not know the difference...
and where is the other steak...
JUST AT THAT MOMENT...
Betty let me know that a mean old man was pissed about his steak...
He ordered a Well done steak and his was bleeding...
So I finished her sentence asking if it was a sirloin...but he ordered a Ribeye...here we go again
I walked up to the table with an apology in hand...but this old fart wasn't hearing it.
He started telling me about the steak that was cooked wrong...
I told him about the mix up...and assured him that the correct steak was coming very soon
he reiterated that the mashed potatoes we gave him were the wrong kind...THAT IS WHAT I JUST GOT DONE TELLING HIM...GRRRRR...then he shoo'd me along...
The best part about this old red, shiny faced man was the cracked red pepper that he brought with him to season his steak...and that is all I have to say about that...GHETTO
I brought the steak back out to this guy...and sat it in front of him...
I asked if it was better this time...his response...
LOOK, YOU GOT SOMETHING RIGHT FOR ONCE
I bit my tongue and walked away...
After he had been so rude I didn't think the other guys were that bad at all
But as for the server who doesn't know the difference between a sirloin and a ribeye...
YOU PEOPLE MAKE ME SICK
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